Glowing & Stout

The seed planted quite a while ago in fact

grow, grow little blossom

green & fragile, glowing & stout

It climbs & it moves up and out of the dust

Rain & shine

Wet & bright

The season moves forward toward growth

Coaxing & ambitious

this little one is soon longer little.

Bursting out of this cage, its love feels to full for is current container.

“PLANT ME, PLANT ME!”

It’s bright leaves exclaim!

“I won’t last much longer in this bucket of a home, I need the wild & free immeasurable me!

My love is deep & wide & extends way beyond this blue, now it just needs space to express that fully.

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